Sannyas (In The Hague)
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dedication to my friend, and teacher. OSHO
During my time as a sannyassin, many funny things happened. I
remember this little group we were in in The Hague. We thought
enlightenment could just happen anytime to any of us. We were just
waiting for it to happen. Not because we thought any of us to be
special, but we just didn't understand enlightenment at all. We knew
we were all Buddha's, but still 'unaware'. This day, Anugit came to
tell everybody he got enlightened. As a good speaker and a light
form of ADHD, we started attending his 'Darshans'. Not very
convinced, but say curious at the least, I also attended. I was
hoping. It seemed enlightenment came closer to me too...
In his crusade Anugit went to his parents' church,
pushed the priest aside during a sermon, and said 'You don't
understand anything of this', and started talking to the crowd. Just
so he got carried out the church by 4 'Parishioners', while he was
shouting 'yes, crucify me again!'. What a laugh!
Wajid Rajneesh Meditation Center was set up by my mother, Ma Anand
Nirad Verbeek - Heemskerk. It was in a time all communes were asked to quit their little
programs, and join 'The Big Commune', a concept from Sheela. My
mother and Sagaro refused against the 'tide'. Something I was pretty
proud of. Only a year later Nirad got thrown out of the commune. She
lost touch with the commune completely. We slept in dormitories, and
while there was money coming in, the priorities were not the
people's privacy... After this the commune was in a bit of chaos and
changes. I left. Now two old men are making the rules in the project
for more then 14 years now. ...
process of 'experiencing everything' a friend of me got himself
seduced by a gay. Next day, at breakfast in the Amsterdam commune, he looked a bit sick. He
got himself penetrated in the arse. My god! I had a big laugh at him. Especially since this was the
First time was years ago. We met on vacation in France,
where he was working on a farm with his girlfriend. She fell in love
with me, and in the 'Experiment' he felt we should be together and
he should deal with his feelings. Now, there was only one big bed,
where we slept in... This became a mess. We left for the mountains
with a 70 year old Dutch guy, I had met in Nice, a Gay guy... In the
mountains we would sleep in a dormitory, one side for men, the other
for women. Since there were no women, the girl and me slept on the
female side, having a wonderful time, and leaving my friend and the
gay Dutch guy from Nice on the other side. Next day I had to hear
from him how the old man took out his teeth to give him a blow job!
Rajneesh Art and
Meditation Center 'ALOK', The Hague.
Communes were the way to live. My mother started one in 'Oudenbosch',
took over the RTI in the Hague and started Wajid, where I came to
live. Then I joined a group of artists living in a squatted
house. We started the first 'Rajneesh Art and Meditation Center', 'ALOK'.
I left in a fight, giving it to Pragito, a Queen with a
sado-masogistic tendency. After spending one month with him in my
bed, manipulated by his smart manipulations, I discovered his games, and paid
him back. Bye bye ALOK. But for a year we had a great time,
with artists, musicians, making a movie and party's. Many strange
people came to visit, one on pilgrimage, a hysteric and often drunk
channeler woman, confused painters...
Then I stayed in squatted houses through The Hague, living together
with sannyassins, Sona and Loka, Arjun and Abishek and their 5 kids.
I moved on to live in a room rental, with a lot of
sannyassins, lived anti-squad with some good friends, until they had
me remove my alter from the kitchen from the house I invited them
in, and left to live with friends in the previous 'ALOK' building.
Some people needed their sensitivity checked...
had a relation with an English girl who became sannyassin in Poona
where she totally changed, and got involved with Mary.
There I started a small room rental, and lived with Rama and Alex.
It was a good time. I left for the Inner
Warrior. I decided to put
my money where my mouth was again, and try this 'Utopia' with my
friends. Pulling them all up, they ran away with my dream and
investment. Pagalo got his' back. I called the cops on his marihuana
garden... What a mess.. After years of making music together, we
became thieves of each others precious' .
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Most of the time sannyas was a lot of fun, juicy. Relationships,
music, traveling, therapy, etc. Everybody tried to be the 'wise
guy', and everybody knew it better. Small guru's, 'great'
therapists. But mostly a bit fucked up, emotionally disturbed, but
hoping. We were on the move... I got in conflict often with all
sannyassins. On one occasion I had beaten up Rasal, after warning
him not to sleep with Neeraja again. As a friend I expected him to
be my friend, not to fuck my girlfriend. It was considered wrong
that I beated him up, but nothing was said about his action. Love
and freedom Yeah? I decided this was not my pack.
In Poona I sat down on the sannyas market where sannyassins were
selling their furniture, jewelry and the sort. I was selling also.
Osho book-covers framed, and Crystals. They were beautiful and big.
There was one catch. They were sugar crystals. I just couldn't keep
my laugh when another picked up the crystals to feel their beautiful
vibrations! I sold quiet many of them!
Not so memorable things happened too. In a period 4 friends got
hospitalized for madness. Rama (Jan) Pala as a result of the
beautiful actions of Surbala, and her devastating games with
boyfriends, Rakkas with his occult business and Ecstasy, a woman
living in Wajid jumped out of the window, landing on her elbows,
Samarpita got medicated... A lot of abuse of power and lack of- and
the understanding of friendship. So much thanks to all therapists
this? All red laundry...
started for me the day I took sannyas. Really? Yes. I made a vow.
First never to lie to myself, and second, as OSHO asked, to meditate
an hour a day...
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